Meanwhile, Alliance Leader Ronglin was indeed showing considerable agitation. Throughout the entire alliance, aside from Jazz, no one dared approach him. Anyone who came near was so intimidated by his terrifying pressure that they struggled to breathe.
The Star Alliance had been escorting the Marines across the sea for three days, yet Marine Headquarters was still some distance away. It was clearly difficult to rush to Garp's aid and gather the Marines' forces in one stroke. Ronglin was beside himself with frustration in the conference room.
He could not get in touch with the Revolutionary Army either. He had originally wanted to tell Sabo not to push so fiercely—that once the Star Alliance arrived, they could join forces and take down Mary Geoise. Yet no matter what, the Revolutionary Army's Den Den Mushi could not be reached.
"Boss!" Seeing Ronglin's state, Jazz could not help growing anxious as well. "We still have the most important battle ahead of us. If you keep acting like this, it'll undermine the morale of the men below. We just fought our most glorious battle. Shouldn't this be the time to celebrate?"
Ronglin glanced at Jazz, took a deep breath, and smiled. "Burning the Marines... I never expected you to come up with a move like that. I thought you would either run away or fight the Marines head-on."
Jazz lowered his head shyly. "Running would have disgraced you, Boss, so naturally I wouldn't run. But facing the Marines head-on, our forces at the time were simply no match for them. We could only wear down their combat strength as much as possible. I never expected you to have planned so far ahead and laid an ambush already. If I'd known Boss Jinbe had reinforcements, I should have left more ships behind."
Ronglin shook his